Level 75 (Next trait, 77)
Stat cap: 135
Strength: 110
Stamina: 110
Constitution: 110
Precision: 135 (141)
Dexterity: 135 (147)
Agility: 135 (139)
Intelligence: 100
Wisdom: 100
Luck: 100
Khaine’s Talon (Projectile weapon) - None are beyond the reach of the bloody-handed God Of War, and this weapon ensures such. All beings, no matter how close or how far, will fall to the ever changing nature of this projectile weapon.
Mutable - twist between any projectile weapon
Orphaned Child - A woman makes a Widow, but children make Orphans. While young, Khaine still smiles upon this blade, and it shall take it’s owner through many a bloody battle
“Rivers Of Blood” half the time taken for bleeding to proc damage
Bride Of A Thousand Witches (dress):
Bride Of A Thousand Witches - An Eponymous trait, This dress is tied intricately to the Witches of Khaine, and brings out the greatest of abilities there in. Enhances Witch Dance.
Paternal Love - Khaine grants a hand towards his child, so they might spread their fame and his name to all. Regenerate 1% of health a second while in bloody combat.
Bride of A Thousand Witches: Khaine weds his beloved child to the Druchii witches, so they might know that he values them above all other races. Through this wedding, secret knowledge is learned. Gain stance ‘Witch-Dance’.
Witch-Dance: The style of all Witch Elves, this form is a mobile prayer to Khaine as much as a combat style. Every step, and every cut and every twist sings to Khaine, and blades find their target with unnerving ease. While in this style, gain 30(45)% armour piercing and increase nearby Witches stats by +10(15) when you make a kill.
Human Exemplar: All who live as humans look to you for how to do it. A most fine specimen of your race, you can garner the respect of them with a mere look. Increase xp bonus from Human Racial Trait.
Human Paragon: The apex of your race is embodied by you. Merely a glance can show to others that you are the greatest among all who have ever lived. Increase the level up stat cap by 25.
Religious Belief - Your God is more than just a word, more than just a name. You hold belief in their hand on your shoulder, and press forward with that knowledge. Job Prerequisite. +10% to Primary Blessing.
Religious Fervour - Your connection with your God is beyond simple, beyond the normal. Others look to you for inspiration, and you inspire it wherever you go. Job Prerequisite. +10% to Secondary Blessing.
Religious Prophet - Your God speaks to you in your dreams, and when you praise him in word and deed. His aspect manifests near his worship, and all followers of him know you at a glance as his favoured. Job Prerequisite.Gain related God-Related Trait.
Steel Skin (Replaces Sturdy Skin) - A breast for a breastplate, you can reflect attacks that would fell a lesser man. Gain 20% armour that stacks with worn armour.
Gromril Skin (Replaces Sturdy Skin) - Skin as hard as Meteoric Iron, the enemy would be hard-pressed to strike you down even were you to spring wet and naked from a bathtub. Gain 30% armour that stacks with worn armour.
Born Of Blood - Khaine is the God of Blood, and as such it is his to command. No child of his will ever suffer from his aspect, as long as his hand is on their shoulder. Gain immunity to bleeding damage.
Womb Of War - Warfare, fought with a thousand different weapons, is Khaine’s domain. And he grants this domain to his child, so they might sow beautiful carnage in his name. Gain level 4 Proficiency in all weapons.
Headripper Uppercut - a tremendous blow take the man clean off his feet, and maybe even his head clean off his body, should the user put in enough strength. Spend Cool to deal 200% damage to the head and knock them off their feet.
Exalted Blessing Of Khaine: +132% bleed damage.
The Bloodied Knife: +66% Weapon Damage
Lord Of All War: Gain level 1 proficiency talents in all weapons
Bloody Handed God: All Weapons cause Bleed. None-edged weapons cause -60% bleed damage. Weapons that already have Bleed now cause Hemorrhaging, causing Stat Damage as the Bleeding does damage.
Path Of The Flames: Internal Bleeding punches
Powder Matriarch: Black Powder is your Blood. While you may lack academic understanding, your practical knowhow rivals an Engineer, and even the most unruly of firearms bow to you. 70% increase to range, 50% increase to damage. Imprecise is removed
Decorated Veteran: Well known, and well respected, your name is toasted to by many. Increase the rewards of Tokens, Medals and Medallions by 1.
Swordswoman: Learning the way of the sword is hard, but with practice, one can be a venerable cause on the field. Grants subtargetting for melee weaponry.
Celerity: Swifter than most, you run with the grace of ten men and the speed of five. Add +20 to agility for the sake of movement speed.
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Quick-Load: In the blink of an eye, you are ready to fire again. Spend Cool to instantly reload your firearm with a flourish.
Your fight is with me! - Instantly taunt any enemy to fight with you, ignoring any other target between you. -20 stats to surrounding troops if you lose or run
For The Empire!: A steely shout to light a fire in the hearts of your men! +10 to all stats (Excluding yourself) to anyone who can hear your shout.
Captain’s Shadow: Snap of a Captain’s finger, and the target falls. Designate a target to be hit with a Hotchland Long Rifle bullet. Usable every 10 minutes
Captain’s Half-Dozen Halflings: Sneaky little half-men with large sacks, loot all enemies at the end of every fight, regardless of the fight.
Captain’s Retinue (Handgunners) - Spawn a dozen units for 5 minutes, with 30 minute cooldown
To me, my brothers! - Spawn 4 Greatswordsmen for 5 minutes, with 30 minute cooldown
Great Sword, Great Woman - The Greatswords are the peak of infantry, and so train forever to maintain that title. +10 to all Stats
50 Constitution: Sturdy Skin - fierce fighting has grained you the ability to survive more wounds than the average person. gain 10% Armour that stacks with worn armour.
100 Constitution: Never Die - Death must put in effort equal to a dozen men to claim you, for you do not go easy. Gain a second Critical Wound, half Critical Wound Penalties.
50 Stamina: Furious Zeal - Giving up is not in your nature, nor will it ever be. Stats are reduced by 65% at 100% fatigue rather than immediate unconsciousness.
100 Staima: Unyielding Flame - Such is the depths of your physical conditioning that even Poison or Magic can not hold sway over you. Negate all fatigue effects other than physical activity.
50 Dexterity: Second Slice - The blade is like flowing water, always moving from one spot to the next with incredible grace. Spend Cool to make a second melee attack immediately after the first.
100 Dexterity: Quicksilver Viper - A man may act several seconds past this strike before realizing it has even been struck. Spend cool to launch an ultra-high speed attack that is almost impossible to evade
50 Agility: Weight-Spread - With a specialized method of walking, you make glide across footholds that others simply crash through. Your weight counts ¼ of it’s actual number for the sake of unstable footholds.
100 Agility Queen’s Step: A stepping method earning its name from the fact that one is not marred by nature, and appears wherever she wishes, like an immaculate Queen. You may walk atop snow, mud, water and thin ice without falling through
50 strength: Overwhelming - A mighty blow can fell a hardy foe in one swing! Damage that causes a Critical Wound now spills over (but does not create a second Critical Wound)
100 Strength: Titan’s Arm - Armour buckles and Shields crack upon receiving your blows. Gain 25% armour piercing.
50 Dexterity: Second Slice - The blade is like flowing water, always moving from one spot to the next with incredible grace. Spend Cool to make a second melee attack immediately after the first.
100 Dexterity: Quicksilver Viper - A man may act several seconds past this strike before realizing it has even been struck. Spend cool to launch an ultra-high speed attack that is almost impossible to evade
50 Precision: Advanced Sub-Targetting unlocked. Groin, Eye, Hands, Feet (arrow/knife/bolt only)
Groin: Deals high damage and stuns the enemy when hit. Destroying the Groin causes stun bypassing Resistance.
Eye: Very difficult shot, but deals immense damage. Destroying the Eye causes instant death or Critical Wound
Hands: Hitting the Hands will immediately disarm the foe. Destroying the Hands will cause the destroyed hand to be unable to be used.
Feet(Arrow/Knife/Bolt only): Hitting the Foot immediately stops a person’s movement. Destroying the foot cuts movement speed by one quarter.
100 Precision: Armour-chinker: You can find the most minute flaw in any armour and deliver the blow for maximum damage. Gain 25% armour piercing
50 Luck: Lucky Glance - A good toss of the dice, a respectable flip of the coin, and most importantly, an unstable footing for your foe. An attack that causes your Luck to deplete will not roll over onto your health
100 Luck: Theft Of Luck - When a man expires, he has no more need for his metaphysical shield against the world. Best put it to good use. Gain 10% luck recovery when you kill a foe.
50 Intelligence: *Trait unavailable due to no Magic*
100 Intelligence: *Trait unavailable due to no Magic*
50 Wisdom: *Trait unavailable due to no Magic*
100 Wisdom: *Trait unavailable due to no Magic*
A very healthy stat screen indeed. Though she was no longer getting multiple stats a level in her main. Maybe because of a level limit or something. Either way, she felt confident, now, heading back home. Getting up, and easing out the tension from her body, she dressed herself in her Bride, and headed out to the deck. A little cutter like this only had a deck and two cabins anyway, so it was easy to find her wife. Gods. Her wife. That really still stuck with her. After everything, she could not get used to saying it. Could not get bored of saying it. Her Wife. Though, that also brought up another thing.
“I need to go to Altdorf sometime. It’s pretty far from Norden, but still needs doing” Estaria would state, stepping up to be next to Filnon as land came into view.
“What’s in Altdorf?” Filnon would ask, snuggling in.
“My girlfriend”
Filnon would pause for a few moments, and then look up at her.
“Elaine, right?” Filnon would ask, to which Estaria nodded. “Mmm. I know she’s got seniority over me. But it will be hard to share you with anyone. So, please don’t hate me for it” Filnon would ask.
“Don’t worry about that. I know you are possessive to begin with, and are still carrying that big rock of what Helebron did to me. So I will make sure to show you all the love and respect you deserve”
Filnon and Estaria spent the next hour snuggling on the deck, before they finally landed at the dock. Back in Empire Lands, her Broken Supply Lines went away. Though, she did gain Religious Suppression. Not surprising, considering she was now blessed by Khaine. Immediately after, she got a new ping that designated her as a walking temple or some such, and thus her religion could not be suppressed, and the debuff vanished. Which, was nice.
What was not nice, however, was that far from the warm welcome she was expecting, the place was empty. And not ‘the road-wardens are coming, scarper’ empty either. This was a popular cove, the Norscans who didn’t just raid for everything came here to trade, as did the Druchii, Pirates, and all manner of sea traders. Exploring the cove revealed that it had been empty for a few months now, and they didn’t simply move coves, as a lot of gear was still around. Rotten wood, rotten food, moth-eaten fabrics, rusted metal, broken carts and makeshift buildings filled the cove, stark evidence of their swift retreat and no return since then. Walking outside some, there were no bodies or signs of battle, which meant they just ditched it.
“Nice place. Remind me to never put you in charge of going out” Filnon would reply, kicking a rat that ran close.
“It’s not meant to be abandoned. It’s an unofficial part of Norden’s economy. Should be booming” Estaria replied, walking up to a nearby barrel. It had rotten through, making the trap-door it was covering visible. So she opened it up, and revealed a chest, still locked. That quickly got ripped off, and a whole mass of gold was on show.
“Didn’t even take their money. Smugglers live for their money, it’s their whole thing. Come on” Estaria would jerk her head outwards, and take off at a run, heading over to the main road. The, empty, main road.
“Ok, this is not right. This is the Great North Road. It goes hundreds of miles down the country to Marienburg. It’s never empty. Merchants, Road Wardens, Eonir, Repairmen, Soldiers, Mercenaries” Estaria would begin to start panicking a bit, but Filnon picked up on a small bit.
“Eonir? The Wood Elves? They actually use this road?” She’d ask. Half curious, half trying to keep Es from spiralling.
“Yea. They are a lot more sociable than their kin in Bretonnia. Even has a representative in the Count Todbringer’s court”
Estaria would then look around for a bit while Filnon stood impressed, and flit over to a thicket in the distance, climbing the tallest tree with a rapid grace, and looking out at the surroundings. Far out, a good three miles away, she could see the signs of battle. Her eyesight was as supernatural as her body, but even that was too far to make anything out. Still, it was something and so she leapt off the tree, sending a message to Filnon to follow her.
Damned stupid idea, since she had to quickly scramble to put her hands up and protect herself from the whipping branches she flew past. And then the landing. It shuddered her entire body even as she rolled from the impact. Her legs were crying, but fortunately not broken. It was fine, she’d regenerate once she got in a fight.
“Dumbass” Filnon teased, helping Estaria to her feet. She was covered in tiny nicks and cuts, but didn’t look too worse for wear.
“Heh…yea. Shush. Let’s go” Estaria replied, sprinting off into the direction of the battle. They made good time, and Es burst the skull of one of them by tackling him to the ground. Flipping off him, she’d pull her Talon out and stick a round in the head of a Marauder who was about to cut a woman’s head off. Reloading with a flourish, she brained a guy running up behind her, and then put the Talon away and got down to business. She put her summons to use again spawning them all, and sending them off to help clear out.
Weaving through the village, she managed to get quite the sight. Someone in patchwork armour was fighting a huge Chaos Warrior. Of no real fame, as the simple armour and weapon showed, but still beyond any normal person. And yet, this person was not simple, as they were moving like lightning, and striking like thunder, clearly supernatural in their skill and power. It was an enthralling thing to see, and Estaria got engrossed in it. The patchwork’s grace and skill matching the Warrior’s endurance and savagery. Eventually, however, the Warrior missed a step, and had his helmet smashed off for his troubles. Rolling from the blow, his head was cut from his neck with a single swing.
“Bravo” Estaria would reply, giving a soft clap. The warrior would look up at Estaria, and it was then, looking her dead in the eyes, she finally noticed the light yellow nametag.
Elaine Sforza